Cause baby you're just the type, I can stay up and talk to all night

Maybe a greater thing will happen, maybe all will see -
Maybe our love will catch like fire, as it burns through me.

This morning my mom woke me up at 7am because one of my relatives had just passed away. Albeit not close, because we're not direct relatives and my dad doesn't spend much time with that side of his family, I knew her. Well enough to actually know who she was, to know her family members, to know that they're simple yet very very kind people and to feel sorry.

Death has a funny way of reminding you that "Hey! You're not invincible. This is going to happen to you too. It's just a question of whether it's sooner or later."

Sometimes we need that reminder to sort of, pull us back to earth. That slap serves to remind us to be humble.

Yesterday I watched the malay news. Pertapis Female Centre has relocated. The new premises look alot better, I'm glad they got it. And I figure it's high time I brushed up on my malay.

And if I ever got another chance I'd still ask her to dance.